ooc:// Well, I was thinking that since so far we have seelie characters, I think that the main plot should take plot in the territory of a lesser Seelie Court, where happens to be where Nicole lives, and due to the whole 'Everyone knows everyone else' thing, Faile and Eirian are pretty good friends, and Faile (and the rest of the inhabitants of the area) find her belief that they're just hallucinations hilarious.

Other than that, I don't have much of a plot in mind other than "Tee hee, lets see how our fae characters respond to life among humans!" My big reason for wanting to do this was to use it as kind of a vent for having only a few weeks ago having told my friends and family that I've been having hallucinations my entire life. Yes, I hallucinate Irish Faeries. Yes, it's super fun, and you're probably jealous. ^3^

ooc;// ^up

( Boogle.

Explain to me the Phouka and I shall join with a female Phouka because I'm awesome like that >3 )

ooc:// Phouka are essentially shapeshifting furries. For instance, one of my hallucinations that I'm only kind of friends with is a horse phouka. He has three stages:

1: "I'm a human with vaguely horse-ish features."

2: "Hold on to your knickers, everyone. I am a horse furry. Fear the hooves!"

Finally, 3: "Check it out, yo! Imma pony! :D"

Does that help explain everything?

(Ok.  I understand. :D

-goes to work on bios- )

(WAIIIIIT.

First, sorry for double-posting.. I feel ashamed. :c

Second, what's the bio skelly? :3 )

(Yay. >3 )

Name: Shay Peyel
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Type/Species: Phouka.  A wolf/dog Phouka to be exact.
Personality: Shay is typically nice, kind and caring.  But when you get her angry she will lash out verbally and/or physically.  Every once in a while, she acts like a kid, though.
Other?: She is quite loyal and such, too.  If you look at the personality enough, you'll notice other similarites to wolves/dogs.  I don't feel like listing things right now...
Anyways, in her full wolf/dog form, she is a light brown wolf/dog hybrid.
Lastly, her eyes are a very dark green with brown felcks near the pupil.

(Whee.  Character creativity.)

(I don't care who goes first. ;D

But I have to go in a bit. :c )

ooc:// Then you can reply when you get back!

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With a sigh Nicole rises, the end of school bell ringing, piercing her ears. For once, she's glad to hear it. It's her last time ever being subjected to that awful noise. Her last day of high school ever. She makes a quick break for the door, wanting to save her celebrating for a less rowdy, less crowded area. So she moves through the throngm out of the school, and out into the woods behind the grounds.

She feels it, the shimmer, the little touch of glitter in her veins that lets her know where she is. That feeling is glamour, and it brushes across her skin like a caress. A thought flits across the back of her mind, the same one that comes up every time she enters this place. 'This is one thorough hallucination.' She shrugs, stepping through the thin veil of imagined magick into a realm that no one else she knew cared to see. A sudden voice, soft as silk and sweet as honey, interrupts her train of thought.

"Are you still convinced I don't exist, my little love?" Nicole jumps, spinning to face her addresser, meeting a pair of pale gold eyes. Alabaster skin shines in what light has filtered through the trees, adding to the ethereal beauty of the flaxen-haired sidhe. Eirian stands a good six inches over Nicole's 5'4, a slender tower of radiance. With a breathless giggle Nicole leaps toward her friend, throwing her deeply tanned arms around the graceful neck just so see the contrast.

"Of course you exist, just not to human but me. You and everyone else are just extremely realistic figments of my imagination." She pulls out of the embrace, gentle rush of air smiling at that is Eirian's sigh. "And I shall never be able to prove to you otherwise." Lleweloth, previously hidden from Nicole's sight by a hanging willow branch, chooses now to interject his thoughts, deep amber eyes sparkling with the rare and much treasured glint of his humor.

"Not until we find another mortal with the True Sight, my dear cousin. Our beloved little Nicole is a real cynic." Again Nicole giggles, loving the way her name, so normal in any other situation, sounds when coming from his full, sensuous mouth. She's long been over her crush on the sidhe knight, but that doesn't mean that every time she sees him, she isn't stunned by the sheer glory of him.

"Yeah, Llew, good luck with that."

A low, melodious laugh sounds from back farther in the woods. "Eirian! So this is the mortal you were telling me about," Faile laughes as she moves forward out of the trees. Her moss green dress swishes as she moves forward and extends her hand. "Hello Nicole! I am Faile. It is nice to finally meet you!"

OOC: I might add a friend for Nicole. Another human. Guy or girl?

ooc:// It doesn't matter, Romance-wise, Nikki could wing either way.

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With a ruefull smile Nik turns to the new arrival, taking in the sidhe's appearance as if Fae popped up wherever she went. Coincidentally, they did. She admired the woman's lustrous skin and tri-color eyes, suddenly self-conscious of her own mortal plainness. How could the multitone green of her eyes, astonishing though the shade was for a human, compare to the Fair Folk and their godlike beauty? She felt like a donkey among Lippizan stallions, ugly compared to the exquisite grace that surrounded her.

Of course, this was a commonplace thought, and she shook it off quickly enough. Nikki felt Eirian's hand on her shoulder, and caught a reassuring glance. 'You are lovely in your own right.' Even without words the thought was clear. Nicole cheered up, meeting the sidhe's joviality with a wide, beaming smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, too. Eirian mentions you now and then, when she talks about the best gossips at Court." Her smile turns into a grin, which managed to be simultaneously friendly and mocking.

ooc:// OH! You could have it so that the person doesn't know they have the sight until they hear voices coming out of the forest and, when they come in to investigate, see the gathered group and think they're insane, simultaneously proving to Nicole that she isn't! Oh, I am a genius.

OOC: I LOVE it! Great idea. Now, for a good character... who's bio I will make another post for

IC: Faile laughed in response. "Wonderful! I am a bit of a gossip, I'm afraid. But it livens up the boring court. The higher up seelie can just be so... stern." Faile turned to Eirian with concern on her face. "How are you? I haven't seen you in court for a few days, so I decided to come looking. I hoped I would find you here. I was worried!" Now she adressed Llewolth. "And where have you been? Your absence has caused quite a stir among the beautiful young flowers of the court."

Eirian shrugs, smiling. "I'm sorry to cause you so much concern, dear, but there was a problem with Montague, that white stallion phouka who has decided to take up his old habits, picking people up of the streets at night and taking them a hundred or so miles away from where they needed to be. He had to be... rebuked."

At this Nicole bursts out laughing, the name having dredged up the image of the rather hilariously cruel phouka. "From the sounds of it, he needed more that you rebuking him. Someone should drop him off in the middle of nowhere with no one to help him and see how he likes it." Now even Lleweloth was showing some signs of mirth, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. Then he turned his attention back to Faile, rolling his eyes.

"They can survive without me. I had to assist my cousin in dolling out Montague's punishment, in case he needed more than a twiggy courtier to convince him the he required such action for his wrong-doings. Dreadful beasts, phouka. I certainly would never choose to associate myself with them."

Nicole slugs him playfully on the shoulder, her ex
pression gently chiding. "C'mon, don't be so superior all the time. After all, you are associating willingly with a lowly human." She uses the phrase as a joke, not holding it with any weight against herself. Her friend understands the jibe, and backs down a little.

Name: Garrett Michaels

Species: Human

Age:20

Appearance: Tall, standing at 6'6", Garrett has intense blue eyes and dark brown hair cut short.

Garrett has been in the military for about two years now, but was just recently stationed nearby. He is very passionate, both about his country and the people he cares about. He does have a younger half sister (whom we might meet later?) who was his reason for joining the military. He hopes that, once he reaches the age of majority in the next year, he can file for custody and take her out of the state system she has been in since their father's death.

Like him?

     Garrett was out scoping the territory today. Since he had returned from his service overseas, it had become a habit of his. He took a day, not long after he arrived at his new station, and drove  around town, looking for places that would be peaceful, and things that would be fun to do. It was especially important in this town, as this would be where he brought Emma when he was able to get her. He slowed the jeep when he saw what looked like a promising forest area. He loved to hike, and this might be just the thing. Parking in a school parking lot, he made his way back and entered the woods, but paused when he heard voices. Probably teenagers looking for trouble, he thought, and laughed under his breath, thinking, Let's see if I can provide any for them. He made his way farther in, but stopped short when he beheld one etherealy beautiful woman, one earthy and seductive woman, and a tall man who looked like the guy that all millitary men aspire to be. All three had a glow about them and he knew that they were not human. There was also a human girl, maybe a few years younger than himself. He stumbled backwards and stepped on a twig. It's snap caught the attention of the golden woman and she turned strange tricolored eyes on him.

    "Well, well, what have we here, my lovlies? I do believe this one sees us as well!" Faile called out brightly, a smile breaking over her face. Garrett stood in his place with his eyes closed, shaking his head back and forth and chanting under his breath.

     "I am not crazy. I am not crazy. I am going to open my eyes and there will be no one here. I am not seeing glowy people. I'm not. I'm not." He opened his eyes and saw the other four looking at him. With a groan, he closed his eyes again.